We Only Know How To Lose And

How Self-centered, How Arrogant... Imagine The Awesome Privilege Of Living In A Society Where You Get To Choose What You Eat At Each And Every Meal. When I Was A Kid, I Was A Vegetarian And A Vegan For Long Stretches... I Was A Commodity Cheese-atarian.

He Looked Into The Crowd For Approval, Saw His Mother And Father. He Waved And They Waved Back. Smiles And Indian Teeth. They Were Both Drunk. Everything Familiar And Welcome. Everything Beautiful.

Writing Is A Lonely Business.

He Loved Her, Of Course, But Better Than That, He Chose Her, Day After Day. Choice: That Was The Thing.

But We Danced, Under Wigs And Between Unfinished Walls, Through Broken Promises And Around Empty Cupboards.